Gaius let out a pleased hum as Laura spoke, crossing the floor towards the back door. The back entry was always locked, but had a keypad for entry and exit, which he made quick work of. With the door sliding open, he led the way outside, stepping out into the open streets beneath the infamous Brick. The weather was cool, the nighttime chill setting in as well.
“We must, of course, survey the selection and pick the best of the lot,” Gaius asserted, pondering which direction the food trucks might be in. Did they prefer parking lots or other venues? He wasn't certain. He turned to look at Laura, posing the question. “Where did you say they were?”
“We must, of course, survey the selection and pick the best of the lot,” Gaius asserted, pondering which direction the food trucks might be in. Did they prefer parking lots or other venues? He wasn't certain. He turned to look at Laura, posing the question. “Where did you say they were?”